"Young Master Rong is too kind, though in truth, I am not particularly eloquent," An Ruoxue retorted bluntly.
"A woman who knows how to cry out is always better than one who stays silent. Don't you agree, Secretary An?" Rong Che looked at An Ruoxue with a wicked, teasing glint in his eyes. She understood perfectly well what he was implying.
Under the table, An Ruoxue clenched her right hand tightly. If not for the fact that he was her superior, and if not for her naturally kind temperament, she truly would have slapped him across the face—she would have loved to wipe that arrogant expression right off his face and send it into outer space.
Chapter 46